I've always been little, now at 24 I'm barely 5'7". I'm fit, play soccer, can run for hours. Thru college I had a wild and sexy gal; she introduced me to a lot of people and a lot of vices. We had lots of crazy sex, she was always ready to push my boundaries... I experimented with three-ways, groups, she even got me to take a small vibrator a couple of times. In the end it was her drinking and drugging that drove us apart. I had a career in mind. I'm super glad she opened my eyes to the wider, wilder side of life.
I landed a dream job; five hours from home. I packed up and started my life in the boonies. I got into Seattle every other weekend. My third month in, I met a new gal. She was amazing, sweet, funny, and sexy. We did the long distance thing for 6 months. Just before Labor Day we talked and we'd planned on five days in Seattle. At the bus station she dumped me. She'd been seeing someone else for a few weeks. I was pissed. Not really hurt, but mad, mad. I couldn't get back to the resort until the next day and didn't really want to go back. It was late on the day before a five day weekend and I'd worked a hard day already.
I knew no one really, in Seattle. Only person I'd hung out with before moving was my ex's older brother, Jimmy.
I sent him a FaceBook message as I sat in a coffee shop near the bus station. He got back to me in a few minutes. After a couple minutes back and forth he said he'd call me in a while. I ate a little, but got pissed all over again at her.
Jimmy called me and we talked, really talked. I was on the curb in a parking lot and got emotional. He asked what I was gonna do with my time. I asked if he had any leads on cheap hostels or something. He offered to let me crash at his place... I had stayed there with my ex, his stepsister when he was away. It was a small apartment, but right in a great part of town. Sure, I said. He told me to come over anytime. I skateboarded the 25 minutes across town. I was beat, dead tired. He was leaning on the railing on the third floor stair case. I slogged up the stairs. We chatted for a few, but I was droopy eyed as I'd been up since 530. It was almost midnight.
He had a one bedroom, in the living room he had folded out a futon on the floor and had a giant double wide sleeping bag and a small pillow. He laughed, "Usually anyone who sleeps over here is in bed with me so this is the best I can do... " It looked so cozy, I didn't care.
He set a spare key on the shelf, "listen, you can stay as long as you want, I like having someone around. Besides, I just found out I got some time off if I want it... do you want to go for a long hike tomorrow?"
"Thanks, man. Yeah, it'd be good to hang out, maybe get away for a day... "I looked at the futon again. I was aching tired. He clapped my shoulder and nudged me towards the futon. I fell onto it with a grunt. He moved into the bath, brushed his teeth and called out, "need anything?"
I got up did my teeth too and as I rounded the corner, caught sight of him draped over his bed looking at his phone. He had on only boxer briefs. I thanked him again as I dropped my jeans and T-shirt. I realized right then that I had on my oldest pair of briefs. My gal, the bitch who'd dumped me, we both liked it when I wore torn up old boxers. This pair had almost no bottom at all... the holes let my balls and ass be visible. I shrugged.
When I got into the sleeping bag... it was soft... and smelled... not that it smelled bad, but it did smell of Jimmy.
I was aware of him in the next room. I heard his bed shift and then a small sound as something hit the floor. I felt a blush creep up my face as I realized it was his briefs. "Goodnight, Rob."
"G'nite Jimmy."
I was warm and comfy. Lying on my back, my ball sack flopped out of the hole onto my thigh. I got pissed again as I remembered her dumping me... I hadn't jacked off in a week, prepping for epic sex. On cue I recalled the fantasy I'd had of fucking her in some hotel room over and over again. My mind turned to meanness and I fantasized about fucking her rougher than I ever would in real life... my cock woke up. I smelled Jimmy as I rolled over... I wanted to fuck her so hard, to get back at her... the image of Jimmy fucking her too burst into my mind...
I humped a little... daring a bit, I pushed the sleeping bag off my back and ass... I could feel the cool air in the holes of my briefs as I humped face down... Jimmy's bed creaked as he settled in... I was tired and turned on by the thought of pulling a train on her to get even... In my fantasy Jimmy and I banged her from behind as she knelt before us...
Sleep overtook me at some point...
An alarm clock confused me... I heard Jimmy move in the next room... then his deep running piss hit the toilet... I turned my head... it was just light out, he was ass naked pissing... I could see him the in the door mirror. He appeared a second later with a small tight pair of tiny white briefs on... he pushed the button the espresso machine... the grinding growling noises were shocking. I lay on my stomach, covers off...
"Ugh... morning, stud... coffee?" he asked.
I met his eye... and remembered the ass baring briefs I had on... he saw.
"Yeah, that'd be great... "
He turned on a light over the stove and turned back towards me... his pouch was full to bulging... he looked perfectly at ease.
I heaved up from the floor and padded to piss too... by the time I was done, my espresso had just finished dripping in to the cup. He raised a silent toast as he twisted his upper body and then rose up onto his toes to stretch...
"You ready for a long work out of a hike?"
"Anything, man... I've been so busy and looking forward to an epic weekend... I want adventure to make up for the bitch dumping me... "
"I can guarantee adventure, buddy!" He rinsed our cups and pulled out a few things from the fridge and cupboards. We chatted as we dressed and in a flash were in his truck... The day flew by. I laughed a lot. We hiked strenuously for almost four hours.
We stopped for amazing Thai food and went out for a beer. I'm not much of a drinker, I was worried for a minute he'd be a boozer, but we both barely finished a pint. We sat and chatted on the stairs for a long time. When it cooled off we went inside. I was getting tight from the work out; I suggested a walk or run. He upped the idea by telling me about a drop-in yoga class. I had no shorts with me.
He kinda laughed and tossed me a pair of deep blue shorts, "These might fit you... I won't tell anyone they belong to a gal pal of mine... " he had a challenging set to his face.
I held them up to my waist... they'd probably fit.
He lifted off his shirt and as he was walking away hooked his thumbs in his waist bands and stripped before he got into his bedroom. I dropped my jeans and tugged the shorts over my tattered boxers. They bunched and bothered me right away.
Shaking his head Jimmy said, "Naw man... wrong combo... " He fastened his yoga shots by the tie... "its cool, I go commando at yoga always... "
I shrugged out of the pair and left my torn boxers on the futon. We jogged the few blocks to the studio. I caught sight of our bouncing balls in a window and smirked... he laughed on cue... he'd seen me see it...
There was only the yoga instructor, an older guy there when we got there. No one else turned up for the class. I forgot my wallet, Jimmy paid for the session. I'm not that good at yoga, but the instructor had plenty of time to pay attention to me. It was pretty awesome to be guided and learn. About 20 minutes in Jimmy took off his T-shirt and re-tied his shorts, lower. His pube was bare to the base of his cock... the instructor made no notice. I stripped off my shirt too... I was feeling the poses... loosening the stress of the anger of the break up.
We floated to an end after almost 90 minutes. Jimmy gave the instructor a full body hug. No kidding they mashed bellies and held still for a long time. I felt shy for a moment but was so chilled out that I stepped into his embrace too. It was warm and my heart slowed even more...
As we all tidied up, Jimmy told me, Dirk, the instructor was also Jimmy's trainer and massage therapist. Dirk eyed my shoulders and said, "I dunno what you got held in, but you could really use a session on the table... "
Jimmy nodded, "Dirk's the best... you should let him treat you to a massage."
"Aw thanks, I'd like to but it's probably not in the budget... "
Jimmy opened his wallet and handed me a card saying, "I've got a freebie cuz I refer so many people to Dirk... I want you to use it... " Dirk grabbed his phone and opened a calendar.
I set an appointment for two days from then. Turned out Jimmy had a training and massage just after the time I'd asked for, we'd do the afternoon together, Dirk offered, we agreed. It was dark as we walked back to Jimmy's place. We were mostly quiet.
In the apartment I flopped down on the futon. Jimmy dropped his shorts as he chugged water form the fridge, belching he stepped in to take a shower. He left the water running, "You're up buddy!" I wriggled out of the yoga shorts and swinging cock and balls hit the shower. Jimmy was over the sink brushing his teeth. I felt so mellow. I was drained of the anger and disappointment. I didn't feel any stress at all... "Hey Jim... man, thanks, this has been the best break up ever!" I called over the shower door.
He laughed, "yeah, its good to hang out with you... nice surprise... I thought about drive down to see my family, but today has been almost perfect... " he voice trailed off as he moved in to the bedroom. The silky soap and steamy shower got my hands roving over my abs and cock... I sighed cuz if I was alone, I'd be jacking off... If I was with a gal, I'd be getting head for sure... the images of Jimmy and I grudge fucking my gal, the newest ex, flashed into focus... I smirked again... something told me Jimmy would be right there with me...
I stopped teasing myself with another sigh... drying off, I asked Jimmy, "Hey what's your schedule like... I had such a great time... I'd like to hang more... if you do... "
He answered back from the living room... "Duuuude, that's awesome... I'm totally into spending the day, hell the weekend hanging like this... "
I had the towel over my semi... Jimmy was sprawled on the couch, leg over one arm of it... wearing only a pair of super faded, thin old school boxers. His cock was visible thru the gap in the leg... I let the towel drop and snagged my holey briefs from the futon. His eyes followed me as I tugged them on... I dropped into the arm chair across from him... I knew he had full view of my ballasck thru the holes...
We hung out like this, flashing each other, trying to catch eyes full but not get caught... I was content flashing... I was that guy who spent a lot of time naked in the locker room... going shirtless wherever I could... I had a tight lean body and liked to show off. Jimmy was taller and bulkier than me, but ripped cords of muscle framed him. He had amazing abs... and hips... his 'cum gutters' were almost ridges of sexy bone.
